mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 603 Not enough proficiency

Glancing at Wang Bold, who was sitting on the ground bleeding from the corner of his mouth, Zhou Laosan secretly thought he was lucky.

I am so lucky, I was also punched twice, the opponent vomited blood and was injured, but I was fine, this is luck.

However, he soon discovered that his companions looked at him with sympathy.

Zhou Laosan didn't understand, what's going on?
The next moment, he suddenly widened his eyes, as if thinking of something.

Turning around hastily, he kept bowing and apologizing to Xiao Feng: "I'm sorry, I really didn't hide on purpose. This is a normal physiological reaction, and there is no way to control it."

Admittedly, this explanation makes sense.

It's like seeing a fist hitting one's eyes, even if you make an appointment in advance that you won't hit it, you still can't help but close your eyes.

But Zhou Laosan knew very well that being reasonable didn't mean the other party could accept it, and if he really blamed himself for this, there was nothing he could do about it.

Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, Xiao Feng gave a thumbs up and said, "Well done, keep hiding, try your best to hide, it doesn't even matter if you fight back, but don't move your feet."

In Xiao Feng's view, if he wants to catch up with Hua Ling in a short time, he has to be tough on himself. It doesn't make much sense to always hit a "living target" that is standing still. Just increase the difficulty and hit a "moving target". practice out.

In addition, the two punches just now did not have the desired effect, which also proved that random punches are useless, and you must hit them accurately.

Xiao Feng did the math, if he changed to this new style of play, under the same physical condition, he could at least double the time he could continue fighting, and if he mastered it proficiently, his power would also increase a lot.

Of course, this is like adapting a new system to a mobile phone. There will always be bugs of one kind or another, and it takes time and effort to polish until the problem is solved.

At this time, Zhou Laosan was still in a state of confusion, not sure if the man in front of him was joking with him or telling the truth.

But it was too late to think about it, because the opponent's fist had already hit him.

Zhou Laosan gritted his teeth, twisted his upper body, and crossed his hands at the same time, scratching in front of his face, trying his best not to let Xiao Feng hit him.

"Brother Xiao Feng, why didn't you let him run?" The little girl was a little puzzled, thinking that doing so seemed to be no different from shooting a live target.

Lin Zhiyan explained: "Because running is meaningless and the strength of both sides is not at the same level, no matter how much he runs, Xiao Feng can catch him back in a few steps.

Moreover, Xiao Feng is obviously trying to find a new way of fighting. He is not familiar with many places, and it will take time to verify and grind slowly. "

"It sounds like you're very powerful." The little girl looked at Xiao Feng with a look of admiration.

At this moment, a shrill scream sounded.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Zhou Laosan was blown away like a spring and hit the wall with a muffled "bang".

Xiao Feng frowned, he had already paid special attention to controlling the strength in his hands, but the opponent was really too good, it was like a one-time experimental product, and it would take a long time to recover after using it.

"Snapped!"

A familiar bamboo ladder appeared on the top of the wall, and the honest-looking old man poked his head out just now, and after seeing the scene in the yard, he was immediately amused: "It turns out that you are doing acrobatics.

There used to be a group of acrobats living next door. Are you planning to perform at the temple fair this month? "

"Ah, that's right, we will give you two tickets then." Zhao Guoan answered.

"This is so embarrassing." The old man on the wall simply supported the wall with both hands, and said cheerfully: "You guys are practicing, I'll just take a look, don't you mind?"

Xiao Feng looked up, and was about to say he didn't mind, but saw that the other party screamed as if he saw something that frightened him, and fell off the ladder directly.

"Bang! Ah!"

The dull sound of landing, as well as the screams of the other party's pain from falling, came from the next door together.

Xiao Feng turned around and looked in the direction the other party was looking at just now, and suddenly there was a hint of bewilderment in his eyes.

There, a bloody severed arm lay quietly, and ordinary people would probably be astonished when they saw it!

"Yes!" Lin Jiaxuan said with a cold expression.

She clearly remembered the face she felt when the other party asked "What did Xiao Xuan smash?"

But because Xiao Feng was mainly responsible for this matter, and he couldn't afford to argue with a melon-eating crowd, he didn't attack him.

However, not making trouble doesn't mean not holding grudges. Seeing the other party fall off the ladder, Lin Jiaxuan was still very happy.

Xiao Feng glanced at the empty wall, with a little pity in his eyes, it is estimated that the old man will never be so curious again in the future.

This is just like walking by the river, you will inevitably get your shoes wet once or twice. Sometimes being too curious is really not a good thing.

……

Half an hour later, more than a dozen people were injured to varying degrees and fell to the ground.

Just when Xiao Feng was thinking about whether he should let Sun Shijie and Zhao Guoan take action, heal one or two of the less injured ones first, and continue to practice by himself.

The second wave of people appeared just in time.

Walking in the front was a middle-aged man in a black coat and a top hat.

He is well-proportioned, not greasy, and his facial features give people a tough feeling. Coupled with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, at first glance he really looks like Xu Wenqiang.

"Ma Liu, stand in the corner and line up, so that you will suffer less." Xiao Feng said directly in an orderly tone without waiting for the other party to speak.

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, and immediately threw the cigarette butt under his feet, stomped it out vigorously, and said with a smile, "You are Xiao Feng, right?"

Xiao Feng shook his head, originally he was in a good mood, he didn't intend to hurt these people, after all, they were all sent to the door one by one to practice.

But now it seems that if you want the other party to be obedient, you must make them suffer.

Thinking of this, Xiao Feng looked at Lin Jiaxuan: "Xiaoxuan, I know you are in a bad mood right now, let these people vent your anger on you, you just treat them as me and beat them hard."

Lin Jiaxuan stood the sickle by her side, and said expressionlessly: "Are you sure you want me to treat them as you?"

The indifferent tone, matched with his expression, seems to be saying: If I take them as you, then these people will all become corpses.

"Who the hell are you insulting? I don't beat women and children." The horse beside the middle-aged man stood up and shouted.

This kind of routine is very familiar, and Xiao Feng obviously has no patience to play any routine with these people.

If this is the case, then raise the difficulty level by one more level!
With determination in his heart, Xiao Feng rushed over directly, and punched the cursing horse boy twice.

"Bang! Bang!"

After two muffled sounds that weren't too loud, Ma Zai, who hadn't moved a muscle, was immediately annoyed: "Are you kidding me?"

Xiao Feng is a little embarrassed, it seems that he is still not proficient enough.

(End of this chapter)